Sarnath -

Ancient fields lie fallow lost in time

As old as the land itself, here they thrive

In their city formed of cold gray stone

The heathens dance for idols of gods unknown

The creatures, once revered, we abhor

Sarnath, across the lake, lies adored

An unexplained hate fills our veins

Our high priests will rule these barren plains

Today we attack under dawn’s first rays

Vanguard of man will lead through the haze

Beneath the sun’s incessant gaze

Ending the weak with triumphant praise

In our gardens thrive eternal spring

Statues and shrines adorn the green

Holy city, sworn to uphold godў‚¬"ўs word

Realize the theater of the absurd

Today we attack under dawn’s first rays

Vanguard of man will lead through the haze

The Earth will weep, the sky will quake

Drown the weak beneath the lake

On the thousandth year of their victory

Awakening amongst the dying waves

Tonight our warlords will arise

Beneath the water vengeance lies

Tonight we attack under moonlight’s veil

Driven by hate we shall not fail

A living nightmare, reigning death

We shall rob them of their final breath

Nights before the death had come

Faint lights shone upon the water

Shadows fell before Sarnathў‚¬"ўs gates

And a gibbous moon called to the lake

Close to the hour of midnight

The bronze-wrought gates burst wide

Those within fled in fright

From the shadows cast unto the night

For hordes of the dead had risen

Dancing horribly, bringing ruin

To the temples and gods of Sarnath

Upon the ground their bodies dashed

Gardens now set ablaze

Doom scrawled upon the altar

A new mist above the lake

Crimson hue the air does take